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Entry #3 Bug Spray Joe was a very bold soul, And a very bold soul was he. He'd crawl through the weeds, pass through all the brush, Finding all the caches he could see. Every cache had a prize to be won, And some very fine swag had he, had he. Looking up, looking down, Joe would look all around, Finding all the caches he could see. Bug Spray Joe was a very bold soul, And a very bold soul was he. He'd climb over tree limbs, duck under the thorns, Just like all of us, don't you agree? Thanks, Matt Team RAMM

Entry #2 Hush little baby don't make a sound Papa's lookin' for a cache on the ground If Papa cannot find that cache He'll still get a poison ivy rash If that rash does not go away Hidden all those caches will stay If we can't venture into the woods We'll search for "park 'n go's" for the goods If the station wagon were to go I'll take you in the stroller lookin' for a micro If there are no micros in sight Baby you and I will get on a flight If a flight we are able to make I'll dig us up some Travelbugs to take If we drop a few bugs here and there All this caching fun you and I will share! Thanks! Matt Team RAMM

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Thanks for the contest! Man and Woman pokin' 'round the trees C-A-C-H-I-N-G First comes a micro Then an ammo box Painted camouflage 'n stuck under some rocks! Matt